You would be hard-pressed
to find anything good
in him
but I liked
the way he tasted,
black souled,
beneath my tongue.
© Nicole Lyons 2016
You would be hard-pressed
to find anything good
in him
but I liked
the way he tasted,
black souled,
beneath my tongue.
© Nicole Lyons 2016
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Brevity is the soul of wit. So said Polonius to his son and so say I to you. An exceptional photo as well!
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Indeed, everything in one sentence packed full.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
A true title from Nicole
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Thank you ❤
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